WheelJacks p.o.v

     "Let her go!" Arcee cried out when she was pulled back. She tried kicking Soundwave in the knee but failed. Breakdown held my arms behind my head. I was on my knees and Arcee was stood with a arm around her throat. "I swear I'll make sure none of you walk out alive!" I snarled harshly. Then, a man stepped out from the dark. His grey clothes with black stripes made me realize who he was. "I would like to see you try, WheelJack." I glared, "especially you, Megatron." Megatron smiled, "well, your friends couldn't. I was surprised to see Hot Rod there. I got a good gun shot to him. I don't know if he's gonna live." My eyes went wide. Hot Rod was on earth? He was human? Megatron cackled, "Bumblebee looks the best on crutches,especially with those army pants he still has on with the hole in it where the bullet tore through." I thrashed at this, "You evil son of a-." a sharp kick sent me to the ground. "Watch your language around the master." I snorted and spit blood on the ground. "Go to hell!" Arcee was thrown to the ground. She scrambled away and jumped on Megatron. I thrashed. The door flew open though. "Let them go Megatron!" Optimus was there. A bracelet around his wrist. He then slapped it and he was a transformer. He tore the roof off of Arcee's old apartment. Thank Primus we weren't right by human civilization.
     "What? No!" Megatron roared. That's when others busted in as humans and grabbed us as Decepticons were knocked down. Then everything was hazy. There was pain in the back of my skull. "What?" I was looking around. Someone was carrying me. "Hang on there Wrecker." I noticed that voice... "Crosshairs?" I saw the purple tinted goggles. "That's my name. Don't wear it out." We were getting into a car. "B-Bee. B-Bulkhead." Crosshairs has a grim face, "you'll see. Just stay awake. I don't want ya going into a coma."

   IronHides p.o.v

     I watched the scanners closely. They were on their way back. Hot Rod was able to walk around now. Thank Primus. Jazz had helped him as much as possible. We must find Ratchet soon. I don't know how much longer we can last without him. :.:WheelJack is hurt. Small head wound. May be a coma if not cared for!:.: Optimus sent, himself, Crosshairs, Jazz, Drift, and Bulkhead to go with him. Hot Rod and Bumblebee remained here with me. They were peeking up at me. They both weren't aloud to go into their bot forms with their wounds. So, they found a new way to bother me. Such as, going onto the catwalk and watching my every move. "Alright, I'll have everything prepared for any possible process." I ended the com and sighed. "We need Ratchet." Hot Rod read my mind. "I know."

     The cars came in with a screech and I watched closely as Crosshairs got out of Bulkheads vehicle, quickly. He ran to the cot and set WheelJack down gently as Jazz hurried to transform and turn into his human form. "He shouldn't fall into a coma. But, it do need you to stay awake for me. I need to know all the symptoms." Jazz explained to him as he grabbed his tools. "Jazz? Yer a doctor now?" Jazz smirked, "trained just a tad. Not as good as the old Ratchet Hatchet we are trying to hunt down." WheeJack didn't answer as he let out breaths. Optimus nodded for us to talk. I walked over to him in a silent part of the base. "We have pain pointed Ratchet's location. I was wondering if you and I could go alone. Less likely to make a distraction for the Decepticons." I nodded. "Sounds good to me." He nodded with a smile, "it's good to have you back old friend." I nodded and patted his shoulder, "it's good to be back."

   Jazz's p.o.v

     "Go ahead and rest now ya Wrecker. I'll check on ya after words." He almost instantly went limp and started snoozing. "Good job." Crosshairs nodded to me and I sighed, "wish I could do better." He gave me a solemn, "IronHide and Optimus went to go get Ratchet. We'll know the fool story. But, what you are doing now is good enough. Hot Rod is still standing over there, isn't he?" We turned to look and we saw the two little bros sitting on the ground talking to each other. "Ya." Crosshairs smiled, "that's good enough for all of us." That gave me encouragement, "Thanks." He waved his hand, "no need to." We then saw a white car pull up. "Who's that?" Bumblebee was up in a second. Arcee also ran over. "Jack!" She cried. She jumped on a dark headed boy who seemed stunned for a moment but soon gave in. "Arcee! Wow, I didn't know you were back!" He laughed. "Raf!" I turned to see Bee hugging Raf with his crutches leaning back. "Bee?" The boy had tears welling up behind his big squares red glasses. The young scout smiled more into the hug. "Agent Fowler didn't tell us!" Miko blubbered coming from behind Bulkhead. "I seriously came here super early and Agent Fowler was here and he didn't tell me till after I found Bulkhead!" Raf laughs at the girl punk. "Where is Ratchet?" Raf Asked and Bumblebee let go and scooted back a bit, "don't know. IronHide and...Optimus went to get him, along with Smokescreen. Oh man, I miss Smokescreen. Your gonna love him Hot Rod." I was now very puzzled. "Smokescreen?" Bumblebee turned on his crutches along with Arcee, "he's the new rookie." I nodded, "well, it would be great to meet him." Crosshairs scoffed behind me, "he better not be like how Hot Rod and Bee were at first. Well, they never really grew out of it." The scowls he got from the two were too irresistible to not laugh at. "Never thought I would say this but I sure do miss destinies child." We all laughed at that. Bulkhead then opened his mouth, "never thought I would ever miss not get hitting with wrenches." Crosshairs laughed harder than anyone, "I got so many of those thrown at me."
     WheelJack has woken up and we started all telling tales of the past. Some that we missed, loved even.

   Smokescreens p.o.v

     I awoke in the living room for the third time. I liked living here a lot more than my home. I groaned as I got up. My sling was on the table and I grabbed it, sliding it on I heard a scuffle outside the door. I instantly went into battle ground mode. "Ratchet." I whispered. His room was right across from the living room. I heard his bed creak against his movements. He opened his door. "What?" He was already dressed and ready for his day. Then, a knock at the door. I saw him tense then grab a wrench, I gawked at him. He hushed me as he moved to the door. He had the wrench to his side just in case. He opened the door. There they stood. It was Optimus. Then, someone else. He had dark black hair. His eyes were a dull blue. He wore a leather coat. His hair was like one in the army. Shaved all around with little hair around the top. He also had a well built body like an army man. "Optimus!" Ratchet actually dropped his favorite wrench. "Old friend." It was only a hand shake. They never showed anything, ever. "Who is this?" The man stuck out his hand, "wow Hatchet, I'm hurt you didn't notice who I was." Then I saw something click, "IronHide!" His jaw dropped a gasp awoke from him. "The one and only!" The one now known as IronHide laughed. "How in the name of Ultron did you make it to Earth?" IronHide shrugged, "long story." I then noticed the bracelet. "Where did you get that? If you don't mind me asking." IronHide gave a smile as Ratchet realized what it was also. "Found your blueprints." Ratchet did a laugh of amazement. "Oh thank you Primus!" IronHide laughed once more. "I brought you and the rookie one." He tossed one to me, "Thanks." IronHide nodded, "I found Bee and Hot Rod. The two finally met up." Ratchet stopped what he was doing. "He finally came back?" IronHide nodded. "Bumblebee almost broke his leg in half getting to him." Optimus looked away. "What's wrong?" I asked. I was now concerned. I finished putting the bracelet on and shoved them in. We shut the door and Optimus sat down. "We all went to do jobs and places right?" We nodded. He sighed, "Bumblebee was in the army. WWIII." Ratchet grabbed his wrench and threw it at the wall. "Those good for nothing.." he trailed off. I rather he not finish anyway. "He was wounded in battle. Shot through the leg. Clean through. He'll be fine in a week. He's on crutches though." I felt anger boil also. It wasn't fair for him to be pushed into another war. "We've found everyone else also. Along with others, such as, Crosshairs, Jazz, and Drift." Ratchet nodded, "Let's go see them all."